Isabelle's Drawing Competition (For One)

"Ugh..."

Vivette fell onto her friend's bed, covering her face with her forearm.

Isabelle spun around in her chair. "Something wrong?"

Vivette sighed again. "I wanna get into drawing, but I kinda can'tt"

"Ah. Why not?"

"I just have, like. No motivation, and I've been soooo bored lately..."

She laid back further, exposing a shiny part between her shirt and her shorts.

"Your belt's showing."

Vivette sat up, giving Isabelle an extremely tired and annoyed expression, like she just got out of bed after 3 hours of sleep. "Do I look... like I care?"

"Well, most people would. If they had any sense of decency."

"Haha, very funny... like you're not drawing porn on your computer right now."

Isabelle chuckled, spinning around in her chair before stopping as she got an idea.




*"Heeeey\~ Vivetteee\~"*

Vivette moved her arm slightly to reveal blinding light from a thin strip of window, as well as Isabelle's face looming over her.

"Ugh... what?"

Isabelle got a strange look in her eye as she smiled. "I have an idea for you\~ I think you'll like it\~"

Noticing her tone, Vivette opened her eyes fully, giving Isabelle her full attention.

*"Aww, look at you\~ So cute\~ You know the kind of idea I mean, don't you honey\~"*

Vivette nodded dumbly as Isabelle giggled at her expression.

*"The first thing I'm going to need, is your chastity keys\~"*

Vivette snapped out of her trance and looked down, blushing angrily. "I'm not just gonna give them to you, stupid! *Geez, who just says that..."*

"Only if you want to, of course! Trust me, you can quit at any time, I promise."

Vivette twitched, two sides of her arguing with each other before deciding, getting up and going to her purse, pulling out a pair of keys on a ring.

Isabelle held her hand out, smiling sweetly.

Grumbling, Vivette placed her keys into Isabelle's palm, sitting down on the bed and trying not to think about what she just did.

"*Ehehe\~* Keeping your keys in your purse on you at all times kinda defeats the purpose of being locked up, doesn't it?"

"I... like to keep them in case of an emergency..."

"Of course, of course... and?"

"...sometimes I fantasize about someone stealing my purse and running away with them..."

"I knew it\~ You're sooo into this\~"

"Sh-shut up! That's not WHY I keep them there, moron!!!"

"Mhm, sure\~"

Vivette rolled her eyes and grumbled, falling back onto the bed.

"Oh? You're not interested in... *earning them back?\~*"

Vivette's labia twinged. She sat upright instantly, her heart pounding. Isabelle giggled as she watched her.

"So, here's my idea. You wanted to draw, right? Well, I was thinking you could draw a little bit of chastity art, and your sentencing" -she giggled- "will be determined by its quality!"

Vivette gulped, blush growing on her face as she spoke.

"My... sentencing..?"

She shook her head. "B-but I'm not an artist like you! I-I don't know how to make it up to your standards!"

"You look at more art of that than I do, though. That uh... what's their name, Tangy Arty?"

Vivette blushed. "Th-thats not-"

"Don't worry, I'll grade it based on a beginner's skill. I think you've got more potential than you think!"

She stood up from her chair, stretching. "So, I'm going to go get some snacks and come back. Feel free to start drawing anytime!"

She opened the door, before stopping and running back to the desk, grabbing something before holding it up to show Vivette.

"Almost forgot the keys!"

"But our apartment lock uses cards, not-"

The door closed. Vivette blushed as she realized what had been taken.

"...Keys..."







Vivette sat down in Isabelle's chair, the familiar feeling of her belt pressing in against her crotch now amplified by the knowledge that her keys were truly out of her control.

She took a deep breath. "Focus, Vivette. Just draw well, and you'll be out in no time..."

After brainstorming a pose, she drew a quick outline of a girl in that shape, then refined it to look smoother. Curvier. Less curvy. She fine-tuned it until she was happy with it.

The drawing was of a well-endowed woman with a frustrated expression, and a chastity key snapped in half on the floor in front of her. Vivette was pretty pleased with her design, and although it's not like the premise was too unique, she enjoyed making it for the simple fact that it was hers.

*But of course, I've got to color it! She won't be satisfied with just an outline, right?* She thought to herself, imagining what Isabelle might say.

*"Oh, now this is simply not good enough..."* Isabelle said pitifully. *"Sweetheart, do you want to be mine forever? You're never getting out with this doodle! Well, if you insist... don't worry... the year will go by before you know it\~"*

Vivette felt something sticky on her left leg. Quickly standing up, she looked down to see a trail of transparent liquid connecting her belt to the chair... Isabelle's chair... that now had a stain from Vivette's...

Vivette tried her best to wipe off the stain, her mind screaming at getting cum on her mistress- her KEYHOLDER- her **FRIEND'S** gaming chair. She was pretty sexually promiscuous, so she hoped she'd be fine with that...

She got back to work, picking out color tones and filling in her design. It was pretty fun, drawing it. Once she was done, she looked at it, prouder than before.

Now, you could see the subtle blush on the woman's face, the stain on the floor in front of her, and overall, the woman felt more real to Vivette than before. Now, that little part of her own desires was more vivid, and she could more clearly imagine herself in that situation...

With barely a thought, her hand snaked under her shorts, slowly beginning to rub against the steel shield of the belt, losing focus as she moaned, thinking about belts, about locks, about steel...

*Where are my-*

She froze mid-thought, her heart skipping a beat as she remembered. No matter how much she wanted it, her keys weren't here. She couldn't escape her belt. She'd never experienced that total loss of control before, her keys always available when she wanted to cum.

Now, though?

She was trapped.

Isabelle's voice appeared in her mind again, whispering to her.

*"That's right, sweetheart\~"*

*"You're stuck\~"*

Vivette's thumb and forefinger gripped the padlock, as she slid her shorts around her ankles.

*"And that's all because of me\~"*

*"You're my little locked toy now\~"*

She tugged on it, letting out a whimper as it didn't budge, like she knew it wouldn't.

*"Aww, you want out? You wanna cum?"*

*"Too\~"*

*"Bad\~"*

Vivette whined. "Fuck..."

*"What you do with my pussy is up to my disgression."*

*"You're mine."*

"F-fuck\~"

Vivette blushed as she heard her voice, snapping out of her trance. She let go of the padlock, slumping down into the now sweat-covered chair.

"Hate this stupid belt... what's even the point of having a fetish if you can't even cum from it..."




The drawing looked great, but something was still missing... shading! Deciding on a source for the light to come from, she began to shade, simply making the edges on that side brighter, and the edges on the other side darker.

She sat back. It wasn't a lot, but the rudimentary shading really went a long way in making it look better.

The door opened and Isabelle walked in, holding junk food in a bag.

"I'm home!... Why does it smell like sweat in here?"

Vivette looked up guiltity. "Uh. I drawed very hard."

Isabelle giggled. "I bet you did\~ That would explain why your shorts are down\~"

Vivette blushed and pulled them back up before standing up. "J-just grade me already!"

"Okay, okay..." Isabelle said, trying to contain her laughter.

A moment passed as Isabelle looked at Vivette's picture.

"Oh, this is really good!"

"R-really?"

"Yeah! I like that you shaded it, I wasn't expecting you to! The expression is surprisingly good too, and the little blush is a nice detail."

Isabelle turned her head and got a sly expression. "Self portrait?"

Vivette blushed, both from embarrassment and from the praise. "So, y-you like it then..."

"Oh yeah, this'll be like, a month or two lockup."


A moment passed.

"A MONTH OR TWO??"

"Yeah? Sounds about right for something like this?"

"B-b-but you said you liked it..."

"Of course! That's why I'm rewarding you with a long lockup time!"

"I-"

"How is that a reward???"

Isabelle turned towards her, feigning ignorance. "I thought you liked chastity, though? Like, it's your biggest kink in the world?"

"I- That's not- well yeah, but..."

"Just look at what you drew today\~ This is a real work of art! And it's all for this kink you love so much, right\~"

"...I..."

"I'll give you two options sweetie. You can be unlocked, and go make yourself cum in your bedroom. Ooor... You can let me keep your keys\~" She held up the keys, swinging them back and forth in front of her. "And I'll make you feel better than you've felt in your whole life\~"

Vivette's heart pounded. She couldn't believe this was happening. Her pussy throbbed, her lungs barely breathed, her mind swam in excitement.

Her legs fell.

She knelt.

She spoke.

"Yes, mistress."